If you have been following this blog for a while, you know Lines of Expression has always been about the sketchbook. The lines. The habits. The quiet discipline of showing up to the page.  I loved that season. I still do.  But lately, something has been shifting.  A New Season I have been spending more time in the garden. More time in the kitchen. More time paying attention to what grows—in the soil, in my body, and in my spirit.  And I realized: my creativity does not stop at the edge of the page.  It extends into the dirt and the things that are growing in it. Into the food I prepare. Into the tea I brew from leaves growing in the garden.  So I am widening the lens.  Something is Growing . . .